Saren stopped dancing and walked off the dancefloor. A guy tried flirting with her and she rolled her eyes. She pushed him and he fell to the floor. She walked away, pissed. She went to the bar and sat next to a girl that smelled like werewolf. Saren didn't really care about race. She was a friend to everyone who wasn't a big jerk. She said to the girl "hey. I'm not lookin' for a fight. Can we just hang?"